[Flashback]
[Forty years back]
The Dark Realm trembles with their names causing fears among the weaker predators.
Demons...
The most powerful evil creatures that dwell in the deepest part of the Darkest realms, no creatures could stop them from their rampage but only one single creature stepped up to confront them.
Scott.. The wolf berserker, the most powerful Werewolf to live in the dark world. How he became so powerful was a mystery, legend says he and his brother, Klaus, the most powerful Vampire came from the bloodline of the Hybrids but facts were not laid down, all were stipulations.
He faced off against the demons one after the other, defeating the powerful entities and slowly making them extinct, none were no match for him, no one could match the berserker wolf who wields the silver berserker blade... Well, none, except a mysterious Demon.
No one knows it's identity nor where it came from...
It mysteriously vanished, and none of the creatures heard the bloody owl of the Demons ever again.
And there, Scott saved the day...
[Present Day]
[Night -]
The vampires trembled at the sight of the dark demon who had two golden eyes staring at them, black smoke steaming from his body... The environment was tense and fear reeked in the air.
The two vampires who held Scott removed their holds on him and moved back In fear, leaving Scott to stare at his father... No, that wasn't his father any longer, it was a fucking demon!
"No... Lord Scott killed all demons and made them extinct... You are just another creature!"
Alex roared and his body went pale, his eyes dilated and his claws and fang protruded, his muscles contracting and giving way to another and his body expanded while his clothes tore to contain his size.
Now, he was more hulky and bigger, the rest of the vampires transformed but they were not as big as Alex.
"Kill him!"
Alex roared and the eleven vampire warriors -excluding Alex- charged at father Mathias.
The first vampire to attack punched the black demon in the face, the vampire roared in pain as his arm went immobile... It was like he had just punched an extremely hard metal.
The demon not giving him a chance went through him and came out behind him, covered in blood, the vampire's heart in his hand.
He threw the heart away and ducked the claw attack of another vampire only to meet a kick aimed at his chest.
He held the leg and ripped it off, turned and ripped off the head of the vampire who had brought his claw for him.
A vampire jumped on him from behind, wrapping his arm tightly around his neck and using its legs to pin the demon down.
The demon roared and spinned, the vampire let go and fell on the now wet floor filled with drops of rain and blood of the dead vampires.
The rest of the vampires, six of them (Alex still not joining in the fight) slowly circled the demon, trapping him in the middle.
The demon growled and the whole place got darker and blended with the skin of the demon and it was no longer seen.
The vampires looked around cautiously, the demon wouldn't have retreated that easily, and...
Two of the vampires suddenly howled and their body parts layed apart. The rest of the four vampires panicked and they backed each other, waiting for any attack.
The demon appeared before them, not hiding in darkness and sped towards them at immense speed and before the say of 'Jack' They were on the wet ground, dead in their own pool of blood.
"Father!"
Scott screamed as Alex effortlessly keeled him up against his chest and placed his long claws on his throat, in motion of killing him.
Alex couldn't believe it, nothing was heard except the silent drop of the rain and the sound of the rain whips splattering on the wet ground.
The demon shifted his attention towards the scream of his son and he stopped as he saw his son in a dangerous situation.
"Not so tough hun... I'm gonna let you watch me destroy your family..."
Alex snarled and he pressed his sharp claws closer to the neck of Scott and blood dripped down his neck, down his cloth.
"Stop!"
Father Mathias growled, this time, he had transformed back into his old self, blood all over his body, he didn't look like the beast who had fought earlier. In fact, no one would have believed..
"What the fuck are you!"
Alex asked, pinning Scott closer to his body, blood now flowing more freely from Scott's neck and he felt himself lose consciousness every minute.
"Tell me!"
Alex roared and Father Mathias coughed out, blood coming out of his mouth... Effects of using Taroé.
"You werewolves are really annoying. Especially your household, y'all seem to wield unimaginable powers and I can see how Neville got strong enough to be able to humiliate me in front of every soldier... This little kiddo embarrassed me in front of the whole world! That's why I will make sure Neville tastes his own medicine how it feels to be in pain! "
He snarled and pressed his claws tighter on Scott's throat, blood pouring down but Scott wasn't gonna get killed easily.. He quickly fiddled with his pocket, pretending to struggle a bit and he pulled out the pocket knife.
He swiftly pulled it out and impaled the pocket knife on Alex's arm holding his neck but Alex was swift to see his move and he caught his hand.
"Too slow"
He growled and yanked the pocket knife from Scott's hand and plunged it on Scott's shoulder.
Scott screamed in pain as he felt immense pain from being stabbed by his own weapon.
Father Mathias couldn't move also, he was coughing out blood uncontrollably, he couldn't help his dying son.
He flung Scott away, the latter crashed on the ground with a huge thud.
Scott went limp, his life core vastly fading away, he heard the huge feet of Alex move towards his father... No.. Not now, he wouldn't give up yet!
The pocket knife glowed on his shoulder and mysteriously removed itself from Scott's shoulder and fell on his chest.
The blood on the sharp edge of the pocket knife suddenly grew hot and it vibrated.
It rolled on the ground and the vibration caused tremor on the ground, causing Alex to stop and watch what was happening....
The pocket knife slowly levitated and glowing light radiated from it and it grew longer. It transformed into a long big sword with a golden hilt, silver blade and golden writing encrypted itself on the silver blade.
Scott's wound suddenly healed and his green eyes sparkled. His hair grew longer, reaching his shoulder and he felt himself get up, this time, reaching for the glowing sword and the moment he touched it, he felt overwhelming power envelop him....
Father Mathias gasped... It can't be! It can't be the Berserker sword!.
It can't be... Lord Scott?